"What's wrong?"
Zhang Fan slowly turned his head and looked behind him. He did not remove his palm from his nose and continued to cover it.
When he turned his head, he saw the scary cleaning lady standing in the corridor on the other side, looking straight at him.
Zhang Fan looked as usual, trying his best to appear calm and composed.
If this scary janitor aunt really sees through that he is not from this other world, I am afraid that he may choose to directly summon Wu Lin, Jin Cuihua, and Chu Yu, the three black ghosts, and kill her by force.
This other world is very scary, and no one knows how many dangers are hidden, so no matter what, his identity cannot be exposed. Once exposed, it may attract countless aborigines to attack him in an instant.
"The water in the bathroom on the ninth floor is out of service. If you want to clean up the nosebleed, go to the eighth floor below!"
The scary cleaning lady whispered to Zhang Fan.
"Okay, thank you! I understand!"
Seeing that the other party didn't know his identity, but just kindly reminded him to go to the 8th floor to clean up the nosebleed, Zhang Fan's uneasy heart slowly calmed down.
It seemed like it was a false alarm and it really scared him.
He thought the cleaning lady was going to attack him.
After the scary cleaning lady reminded Zhang Fan, she slowly turned around, pushed the cart loaded with cleaning tools, and left.
Zhang Fan watched him go away. He waited for a few more minutes and finally felt relieved when he saw that the cleaner aunt had really gone away.
Zhang Fan did not dare to delay too much for fear of encountering other aborigines from another world, so he hurriedly ran down the stairs.
When passing by the 8th floor, he went to the bathroom to wash away the nosebleed.
After it was completely cleaned up, Zhang Fan sent another message to Wang Fugui while running down the seventh floor to confirm whether it was safe.
Wang Fugui still didn't reply to the message immediately. This time he was silent for almost ten minutes before he replied to Zhang Fan that it was okay.
Seeing the message from Wang Fugui that it was okay, Zhang Fan frowned suddenly.
To be honest, he suddenly felt that Wang Fugui had an indescribable weird feeling. As for what it was, Zhang Fan couldn't tell, but it just felt weird.
Although he felt that Wang Fugui was a bit weird, Zhang Fan did not stop because of this.
Zhang Fan ran very fast on the 7th floor, 6th floor, 5th floor, and 4th floor. He successfully reached the 4th floor in less than 15 minutes.
He was quite lucky. Along the way, Zhang Fan never encountered any other aboriginal monsters except the terrifying auntie the cleaner from before.
If nothing else, Wang Fugui should be hiding in Room 404 on the fourth floor at this time.
The corridor on the 4th floor was also pitch dark, and you couldn't see your fingers. The surrounding environment was so gloomy and cold that even Zhang Fan, who had long been accustomed to it, felt like he was feeling cold all over his body.
Zhang Fan took out his cell phone and started looking for room number 404 with the help of its light.
Room 435, Room 434, Room 433, Room 432, Room 431....
Zhang Fan looked at the room numbers and searched for them. He did not see room number 404. It seemed that room number 404 was not nearby, but was most likely somewhere deeper.
After thinking about this, Zhang Fan reacted and speeded up his pace a lot. With the help of the light of his mobile phone, he quickly ran towards the depths of the corridor.
Room 428, Room 427, Room 426,...
Room 410, Room 409, Room 408, Room 407, Room 406, Room 405, Room 404...
Finally, after a period of searching, Zhang Fan found the location of Room 404.
Standing in front of the door of Room 404, Zhang Fan held his breath and hesitated for a few seconds. He slowly raised his right hand and knocked on the door.
"Dong dong dong!"
The crisp thunk-dong-dong sound echoed in the dark and dead corridor, making it particularly harsh.
"no one there?"
After Zhang Fan knocked on the door for a while, he found that room 404 was still quiet and there was no sound.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Wang Fugui had left Room 404?
"Are you still in room 404?"
Zhang Fan sent a text message to Wang Fugui.
After the text message was sent, Wang Fugui still did not reply immediately. This time he was silent for nearly a few minutes before replying.
"exist!"
Wang Fugui only answered one word.
Then he quickly added: "Where are you?"
"I'm right outside the door of Room 404!"
Zhang Fan answered truthfully.
Wang Fugui remained silent for nearly two minutes before replying: "The door is unlocked, you can just come in!"
"The door isn't locked?"
Seeing Wang Fugui's words, Zhang Fan suddenly frowned.
Weird, really weird.
He felt that the strange feeling coming from Wang Fugui was getting stronger and stronger.
Now every time he sends a text message, Wang Fugui has to fall into an eerie silence for several minutes before he can reply.
Moreover, he had just knocked on the door of Room 404 for a while, but Wang Fugui inside didn't respond at all.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan finally chose to go in and take a look. When he gently twisted the door handle with his palm, the entire door opened in response.
After entering Room 404, Zhang Fan found that there was no light in the entire room, it was dead silent and full of darkness.
Zhang Fan turned on the light of his mobile phone and looked around the house, trying to find Wang Fugui.
Soon, he saw Wang Fugui at the head of the bed.
But at this time, Wang Fugui was facing the white wall, leaving only a trace of his back to Zhang Fan. His body was upright and he was sitting quietly on the bed, motionless, as if he were made of poured cement.
"Fat man!"
Zhang Fan called Wang Fugui softly.
But Wang Fugui didn't react at all and remained motionless.
"Fat man! Are you asleep?"
Zhang Fan was stunned and asked hurriedly.
But Wang Fugui remained motionless, as if he was asleep.
"Brother Fan, come closer to me. I have something very important to tell you!"
Suddenly, Wang Fugui spoke. But he didn't mean to turn his head.
"whats the matter?!"
Zhang Fan looked stunned, then took a few steps forward and came behind Wang Fugui.
"You're getting closer to me!"
Wang Fugui whispered.
"What now?"
Zhang Fan took another step forward and was already within a stone's throw of Wang Fugui.
"Closer!"
Wang Fugui continued.
"Okay! Closer!"
Zhang Fan moved his face forward.
"Very good!"
Suddenly, Wang Fugui laughed in surprise, and then turned his head sharply.
As he turned his head, his appearance was revealed.
I saw that it was the face of a monster.
The upper half of this monster's face resembles that of Wang Fugui, but the lower part, from the nose down, has a bloody mouth full of fangs, and a ferocious tongue that is like a tentacle with eight petals. It was hanging on her chest, and an unknown viscous liquid was sliding down bit by bit from her tongue.
Obviously the person in front of him is a monster from another world corresponding to Wang Fugui.
"You can't run away!"
Wang Fugui from another world laughed ferociously, but when he looked intently at Zhang Fan, the next second, he was completely dumbfounded, and the ferocious smile froze on his face.
Because behind him, there was nowhere to see Zhang Fan's shadow. At this moment, there was only a one-legged female ghost holding a red oil-paper umbrella and wearing a yellow coat.
The eyes of this one-legged female ghost were full of coldness and murderous intent that could not be concealed, and they looked directly at Wang Fugui from another world.
"Ghost!"
Wang Fugui from another world was frightened by the sudden appearance of the female ghost in yellow coat. He screamed and almost fell off the bed.
"I knew you had a problem a long time ago. You are indeed not the real Wang Fugui!"
At this time, Zhang Fan suddenly strode in from outside the door. He was smiling, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, and looked at Wang Fugui in the other world calmly.
